Qin Fenglan helped the drunk Cheng Yi out, while Zhou Jingxian stayed to eat together.

Ning Wuxian saw that she always stopped her chopsticks, stared at her side face and stopped talking, and the acetic fish head was tasteless. "Lord Jingxian has something to say?"

"Mr. Ning, I really don't have to write another letter to my father? If you let Lord Jiang and them walk slowly, or ask them to help carry them, my father should be able to receive it. ”

Zhou Jingxian thought that at this time, Ye Tongju and Zhou An outside began to investigate the secret recipe of the incense recipe, thinking that Mr. Ning would definitely be convicted and punished.

At this time, it may take some trouble to send the letter to Gyeongan City while they are not paying attention, but there is hope for success.

She can't just watch the King of Jin faction and Ye Tong sentence them to cooperate inside and outside, and put Ning Wuwu to death in the court, but her father doesn't know anything about it.

Ning Wuxian swallowed the food in his mouth and shook his head at Zhou Jingxian, "I understand the kindness, but this matter, whether it is King Kang or King Jin, I can't say anything." ”

Yes???

Faced with such confident words, Zhou Jingxian seriously doubted: "Does Mr. Ning have another helper in Jing'an City?" ”

But no matter how big the helper is, it can be bigger than the words of the Jin King's faction and his father, unless it is ......

"The law of the country and the current majesty are all my helpers." Ning Wuxian took a chicken wing and put it into Zhou Jingxian's bowl: "Compared to letting King Kang know about this matter and intercede for me, he still doesn't know that it is better for him." ”

What do you mean?

Zhou Jingxian couldn't understand, silently lowered her head and nibbled on the chicken wings, thinking for a long time, but still didn't understand.

However, it was Shen Youchu who seemed to have an understanding of the fact that the distiller was sent to Jing'an City by Jiang Yan together.

Does Ning Gongzi want to save his life?

After all, the perfume business is so profitable, and if you dedicate it to the imperial court, maybe the old emperor will pardon his sins as soon as he is happy.

It's just that, in her impression, the old man with half of the gray hair is not such a good person.

No matter how much money is made in the perfume business, it is also a small road, is it ......

"Wine!"

Ning Wuxiao heard Shen Youchu howl, and hurriedly stuffed the whole pot of fruit wine into her hand, and glanced at her: Shut up and drink.

Shen Youchu was happy to see through his plan, but he still couldn't understand how Ning Gongzi specifically involved the wine giver in the case of Ye Liu's death.

Whatever.

Anyway, looking at Ning Gongzi's appearance, this matter will definitely be settled.

"Young Master Ning, what's for dinner?"

Shen Youchu had a great appetite and gave Zhou Jingxian another chicken wing as a reward.

Ning Wuxiao looked at a table of dishes that had not been eaten yet, and said in his heart: I said that I would eat the rest of the meal hot, would Su Tingshi lend me a pot?

Forget it, the days in prison are getting fewer and fewer, and it's not a matter of luxury.

"Let's eat Buddha and jump over the wall."

Every hard dish he ate, he couldn't finish it until he was released from prison.

……

The stars are moving, and the white horse is passing through the gap.

Seven days went by in a flash.

The 20th day of June in the lunar calendar coincides with the solar term of the Great Heat.

Before dawn, Emperor Zhou Qian, Daxing, was awakened by the dull heat.

He straightened the long white hair on his temples, rubbed his old face and couldn't hold his flesh, and after pulling up his hair, he put on a set of washed plain clothes and walked to the open space in the hall.

After beating a set of military fists, washing up and eating breakfast, he took advantage of the fact that there was still half an hour before going to the court, he picked up the greetings and letters from his confidants from all over the world that were delivered yesterday and checked them.

As soon as he finished reading a note, Su Peiyuan, the chief eunuch, walked in and reported: "Your Majesty, Jinling sent a letter, and I didn't go to the post station, but sent it by the dart." ”

Jinling private message?

Zhou Qian raised his phoenix eyes with drooping eyelids, and tapped his right hand on the table a few times.

Su Peiyuan put the letter on the table, and it was not until the person retreated that Zhou Qian opened the letter and checked it.

There was another piece of envelope paper in the wordless envelope, on which were written the words "Xu Sang Shengqi".

"It seems that there are many talented people in Jiangnan, and it is really worthy of his reputation, Xu Jidao went for a month before he replied to a letter, and I don't know if he has found a successor."

Zhou Qian said with a smile, opened the envelope and pulled out a thick pile of stationery.

Among them, there was a folded piece of dry yellow straw paper that was particularly conspicuous, he took the lead in pulling it out, put down the other letterheads, opened the straw paper and saw the contents on it, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his hands holding the draft trembled slightly.

"Good poetry!"

"Such a good poem, isn't it written by Xu Jidao, Ning is unharmed? Who is this person? ”

Zhou Qian's eyes fell on the names of the three people mentioned in the poem, his eyes flickered, and the smile on his face became even worse.

No wonder Xu Jidao deliberately wrote this poem to show him, it turned out to be stained with the light of this poem.

"In addition to Lao Xu, this Xian county lord should be the Jingxian girl of King Kang's family, then this Anhou must be Zhou An, who is not good offended by this kid, offended the poets, this poem spreads, he also wants to win over people in the literary world, who must not weigh ......"

Zhou Qian's words were not finished, and suddenly a question came to mind, and he hurriedly went to look at other letterheads.

On the last page, when he saw the date of the letter, the smile on his face froze.

"Su Peiyuan!"

"The old slave is here!"

Su Peiyuan, who was standing outside the hall, heard that His Majesty's voice was different, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly trotted forward.

Seeing His Majesty's hand holding the letter paper shaking, he secretly said that it was not good.

There's something big going on!

I don't know which one of the non-long-eyed ones has made His Majesty angry, and this time he will have to peel off a layer of skin if he doesn't die.

"Su Peiyuan, have you heard of Ning Wuxian?"

Who?

Su Peiyuan shook his head.

Zhou Qian checked the contents of the letter, sneered silently, and asked: "Then have you heard the poem "Will Enter the Wine", or which concubine in the harem has used perfume?" ”

Perfume?

Su Peiyuan shook his head again.

He knew that the imperial concubine loved the incense of the Ye family in Jinling, but he didn't dare to make a decision, so he could only shake his head.

"The poems that are widely circulated in the south of the Yangtze River can not be transmitted to the capital in a month, and the waterways of Jinling are connected with various places, and the popular perfume passes through the hands of merchants, and it is too late to arrive in the capital in half a month to sit on the ground!"

What an imperial concubine in charge of everything in the harem! What a King of Jin who is in charge of half of the Beijing Guard!

I am not old enough to be deaf and blind, they actually blocked all the news about Ning Wuxian, could this son be a person from King Kang's faction, which made them so jealous, or were they worried that after he saw the poem, he rewarded Jingxian and reprimanded Zhou An's boy, causing an imbalance in the dispute between the two factions?

Zhou Qian slapped the letter on the table and stood up straight, a gleam flashing in his gray phoenix eyes.

The King of Jin can't even tolerate a poet immortal, and this country can't be handed over to him rashly!

Thinking of this, Zhou Qian sat down again, took out a bright yellow silk silk from his close-fitting clothes, and lit it with the candle that had not yet been extinguished.

Su Peiyuan knew that it should be the edict of the crown prince written by His Majesty only two days ago, and according to His Majesty's arrangement some time ago, the person who wished should be the King of Jin.

Now the edict is burned...... King Jin has touched His Majesty's reverse scales, and His Majesty has to have a choice!

"Spread the decree to the harem, Concubine Jing will be promoted to Concubine Jing, and cooperate with the imperial concubine to deal with the affairs of the harem."

Concubine Jing is the mother of King Kang, and Imperial Concubine is the mother of King Jin.

Not surprisingly, when the edict was made public, it was the day when the imperial concubine was promoted to the queen of the country.

When Su Peiyuan heard His Majesty's arrangement, he confirmed the guess in his heart.

Your Majesty is going to let the two kings compete and choose a suitable prince from among them!

"Spread the order to the Jing Guard, divide half of the soldiers in the hands of King Jin to King Kang for management, and let King Kang familiarize himself with the affairs of the army."

"Yes!"

Su Peiyuan wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, turned around and just walked out of the hall, when there was a sudden "bang" in his ears.

He was startled, and looked towards the Suzaku Gate in the south, his face changed slightly: "Why did someone suddenly beat the drum to sue the emperor?" ”